st Fret
G
Someday I'm gonna leave this dirty little town
C
Where the talk is cheap on the dirty little streets
G D
And the trees are dying underneath a sky that's purple and brown
G
You can't drink the water, can't breath the air
C
And if you go out at all, well you better take care
G D
People packing heat on the mean old streets of this
G
Dirty little town
C
I been saving my money each and every day
G
For every dollar I make, I put a nickel away
C
Five little pennies don't seem like much
G D
After twenty more years I'll have enough
G
Someday I'm gonna leave this dirty little town
C
Where the talk is cheap on the dirty little streets
G D
And the trees are dying underneath a sky that's purple and brown
G
You can't drink the water, can't breath the air
C
And if you go out at all, well you better take care
G D
People packing heat on the mean old streets of this
G
Dirty little town
C
Folks around here say I'll never go
G
But there's something about me that they don't know
C
I've already left this place in my mind
G D
When my body goes, it's just a matter of time
G
Someday I'm gonna leave this dirty little town
C
Where the talk is cheap on the dirty little streets
G D
And the trees are dying underneath a sky that's purple and brown
G
You can't drink the water, can't breath the air
C
And if you go out at all, well you better take care
G D
People packing heat on the mean old streets of this
G G D G
Dirty little town